I have fangirled a lot in my lifetime. Johnny Depp, David Bowie, Jason Momoa, Matt Frewer (don’t judge me, I was sixteen years old and Max Headroom was awesome).
However, even as I have gotten older I have never fangirled over Trump. I honestly can’t figure out how this optically-impaired dimbulb can see this man with his day-glow orange face, wind-sock hair and obese, harpoon-scarred lily white gut overlapping what is by Stormy Daniels’ account a malformed micro-penis and think ‘damn, that is some sexy manmeat right there’.
My gag reflex is triggered thinking about it. It’s more than his looks. It’s the way he thinks, the way he speaks, the way he behaves. He is a rare human in that he possesses not a single redeeming quality. Not one. He is 500 pounds of sewage in a 300 pound bag. Clearly this weird bitch has a scat fetish.